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84 Taming the stubborn ( Тhe story of Jansu and Niko)

Niko treated her like the boss's daughter - respectfully and evenly. Jansu wanted something else, and she was not going to obediently wait until he turned his attention to her and flared up with male interest. The princess began to act. Every day, after university classes, she showed up at the office to see him. She flirted, called him to take a walk in the park or go to the cinema. He, referring to the work, always politely refused.

And then there was the reception in honor of her father's birthday. Niko, like other employees of the company, was invited. Jansu had dressed with great care. A scarlet dress that reveals the shoulders and arms; stiletto heels; the diamond necklace and earrings were carefully chosen. When she looked at herself in the mirror, it was not a young girl who was looking at her, but a gorgeous woman - or so it seemed to her.

She invited Niko to dance, then smiled coquettishly and said that she was feeling stuffy. He led her to the balcony. Jansu went to the railing, breathed in the bitter evening air with her whole chest, and then turned to Niko and kissed him. At first, he froze like a statue. Tight shoulders, tightly compressed lips, and hands clenched into fists. But in a moment everything changed. Niko groaned quietly, hugged her, and returned the kiss.

He kissed passionately and skillfully. Inexperienced Jansu lost her head. She soared in the sky forgetting about everything in the world. The reception, guests - everything moved away and dissolved in Niko's hot lips.

Her father saw their kiss. He was angry. Jansu opened her mouth to justify Niko, but he was ahead of her and told Mr. Ozcan Baisal that he was asking forgiveness for his behavior from him and Jansu.

"I do not need to ask for forgiveness!" She exclaimed hotly. "I wanted this kiss! I love you!"

Her father stopped her with a heavy look and asked Niko to come with him to the office.

The next day, Niko proposed to her and put a heavy, antique, gold ring with an emerald on her finger. Jansu was in seventh heaven. She will marry the man whom she loved with all her heart and believed more than herself. Active and full of energy, she set about organizing the wedding of her dreams.

The wedding was grandiose. The newspapers wrote about the event both in Turkey and abroad. Nico's mother and younger sisters came from Italy. Signora Bianco turned out to be a beautiful, cold, laconic lady. Jansu could not understand how she felt about the marriage of her son, and about her future daughter-in-law. But, deciding that for her it does not matter, she threw away the disturbing thoughts.

Niko will marry her! That was the only thing that mattered.

But on the third day after the wedding, when the happy Jansu was looking forward to traveling to Mykonos, where she and Niko were going to spend their honeymoon, her mother-in-law coldly asked her when she was going to change her religion.

"Why?" Jansu was surprised.

"You are my son's wife," signora Bianco reminded haughtily. "In our family, everyone professes the Catholic faith."

"Then I'll be the first with a different faith," Jansu replied boldly. "What difference does it make if I am a Catholic or a Muslim? Niko loves me regardless of religion."

Signora Bianco smiled ironically and asked, "Are you sure Niko loves you?"

A nasty, icy shiver appeared in Junsu's chest.

She looked at her daughter-in-law as if she were a naive fool, and said, "Love is a rare reason for marriage. Men always have other."

Jansu backed up to the door, but before leaving, she stubbornly declared to Signora Bianco, "Niko loves me!"